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Enemy
If I could rip the life of my enemy to shreds. Torture maim and cut until he's finally dead. If I could slice and dice peel and pulverise until his weary chest refused once more to rise. If I could hold his life while willing him to die. In all the world you'd find none happier then I. But my enemy is guarded and impossible to find for my enemy's a thought in mine own true loves mind.[
Published 21st Mar 2013
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